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In just two days, the evil demons that had been hiding in Kuocang Mountain for a long time appeared out of nowhere, and the demon soldiers unexpectedly appeared, devouring the aura of Shangjiang.

All sects and sects have lived in prosperity and peace for a long time. Faced with such unprecedented difficulties in their lifetime, they were unprepared for a while, and belatedly asked for instructions from the immortals of Jiugai Mountain, but they were delayed in replying.

Fang Yanxiao came back from collecting information as usual, but saw twelve hostages huddled in a corner of the underground palace. They were all young, and the youngest should be only seven or eight years old. Judging by their clothes and appearance, their identities should not be the sons of ordinary poor people, but more like the upper class. The noble sons of some immortal cultivating families in Xinjiang.

But falling into the tiger's den, no matter how expensive the status is, it is useless, everyone's face is pale and frightened.

Fang Yanxiao felt strange, she didn't understand why Li Yuanxie wanted to take these twelve pampered young masters of the immortal family as hostages, killing and intimidating them didn't seem to cause any trouble, after all, they were all children of the middle and lower immortal families... …

"What is this for?" After all, she couldn't hold back the confusion in her heart, and turned her head to ask Luo Qingchen beside her.

Sighing helplessly, Luo Qingchen waved his folding fan: "No, the three-day period is coming soon, I must leave a way out for myself."

"Didn't the god tell you to find the immortal master of Jiugai Mountain? Why are you catching these children?"

"A hostage is always a hostage..." Luo Qingchen reminded.

Fang Yanxiao frowned: "Who are you threatening? I am afraid that except for their parents, other people in Shangjiang will not take their safety seriously."

"Hey, that's wrong. It's a good deal to trade the lives of these twelve people for one important person."

"Who should I replace?" Fang Yanxiao was inexplicably worried, what big person would stand up for these insignificant little people?

Luo Qingchen said with a smile: "Immortal Venerable's confidence. You and I know each other, don't even Feng Mei admire him?"

"...It's him." Fang Yanxiao immediately understood who Luo Qingchen was talking about, and was shocked and hesitated for a moment.It is despicable to use the lives of twelve teenagers to threaten the decent family to hand over the core pillar of their future.

She changed her face and frowned angrily: "Is this your idea?"

Luo Qingchen's eyes darkened, he shook his head and said, "No. Xi Yan thought of a solution for me."

"So...you haven't figured out what the immortal's confidence is at all, but relying on guesswork in your heart, and then using this dirty method to force an upright person to die for you?"

Looking up unhappy, Luo Qingchen felt helpless in his heart. Although this method kills two birds with one stone, he was also depressed because he offended Mu Xi because of this, and couldn't help but retort: ​​"Mr. Fang Yue, when did you speak so badly? From the beginning In the end, I didn't even think about exonerating myself, taking hostages and all these plans, the gods knew and agreed, so even he thought that person was a thorn in his side, a thorn in his flesh, and an obstacle that must be eliminated. Why do you have to accuse me so badly?"

"What's more, I never force them. Everything is voluntary. As long as he doesn't come to save these twelve people, nothing will happen, right? But at that time, I didn't feel well. You said I would Is it not enough to show my benevolence to give them the right to choose their own lives?"

Fang Yanxiao snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "Sophistry!"

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×

Mu Yun had been waiting outside Jueming Hall for a day and a night, the door of the hall was closed tightly, and the inside of the hall was still dark.He didn't know what he meant by keeping the truth. With such a crisis in front of him, tens of thousands of letters for help had been submitted, but there was no response.

Doubt is one thing, but worrying takes up most of the mood.He who has always been calm, is now a little chaotic, impetuous and impatient.

Just as he was about to leave, an imperial edict suddenly flew out from the hall and fell into Mu Yun's hands.He couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.There is a piece of letter paper in it, which is the original words of the Kuocang Mountain demon head, which clearly means that he is threatening Liuzhen and doing as he asks, otherwise the fighting will continue and the flames of war will not be extinguished.

Mu Yun carefully read the contents of the letter, and could only sigh secretly for the despicable methods of the other party. No wonder the Immortal Venerable refused to see him for so long, it must be embarrassing.

As long as I rush to Kuocang Mountain alone, life and death are up to the heavens, I can save the twelve teenagers, and also let the Rakshasa gods restrain their power, temporarily stop the turmoil, and gain a breathing space for the righteous people to fight back... Such a request, In the eyes of others, it seems to be a good deal, but in fact, it is the helplessness of driving people to a desperate situation without any choice.

After reading the letter, Mu Yun's thoughts went back and forth thousands of times, and the decision had already been settled in his heart, and the imperial edict threatening the letter was Liu Zhenxian's statement to him.

He slowly drew out the edict, on which there was only one sentence: But as you wish.It seems to have given an answer, but in fact it is more like a clear-cut meaning.

Liaozhen only gave him a day to think.Those twelve people had only one day left to live.

Mu Yun destroyed the letter paper and edict, and walked back to Fufeng heavily. Before returning home, he saw the mountain gate crying.It was the elder clan of the twelve teenagers who cried and fell at the door of his house, begging bitterly.After Mu Yun thought about it, he knew that they should have also received threats from the Rakshasa God, so they came to Mu's family for help.

"Master Mu Yun, please, please save my son...he is only 13 years old!"

"Yes, Mr. Mu Yun, please help us, Xiaobo is the only son left in my family..."

"We beg you, Mr. Mu Yun, you can't just ignore death, you are the future immortal... They said, as long as you go to Kuocang Mountain, our child will come back safe and sound..."

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They are all the bitter masters of being parents, and now they all kneel down at Mu Yun's feet, begging and weeping.Mu Yun's heart was as soft as water, and he was already moved. He quickly bent over and helped each one.

"Elders, please stand up and speak, the younger generation cannot afford to be so honored."

The family incense is still in the hands of others. Seeing that Mu Yun refused to agree, they knelt down and ignored dissuasion.

The guard disciple of the Mu family tried to dissuade him but to no avail, and stood aside helplessly.

"Third Young Master, why don't you go back to the mansion first, let's help stop here..."

A disciple stood beside Mu Yun and suggested in a low voice.

Mu Yun frowned, looked serious, and shook his head politely: "Go back first, make sure to keep the matter of today's matter from the second sister, and then hand this letter to the eldest son..."

"What about you, son? You don't really want to go to such a dangerous cave like Kuocang Mountain, do you?"

The little disciple was straightforward, worried about his safety, and refused to agree.

Mu Yun tried his best to be as gentle as possible, and said with a relaxed smile: "The responsibility lies, this trip is inevitable."

The little disciple's eyes widened, and he felt injustice: "Think twice, young master, they are not worthy of your sacrifice at all. They were even bewitched by others before, spreading rumors and slandering you..."

Mu Yun patted him on the shoulder softly, and comforted him: "I am for the common people, but I don't ask the common people to be for me. This is the prerequisite for being a fairy... They are also fairy families at the lower end of the class, and they have no control over many things. You don't have to Stop blaming them."

"But... if we let you leave today, Second Miss, Second Miss will definitely drive us away. For the sake of sympathy for us, you should go up the mountain to meet the eldest son and explain clearly to them face to face..."

"There's no time. You must keep it from Second Sister, and when she finds out about it in the future, she will apologize for my leaving without saying goodbye."

With a calm word, Mu Yun avoided the disciples of the teacher and continued to comfort the group of sufferers: "Elders, please go home first. The younger generation assures you that your precious son will return home safe and sound tomorrow morning."

"Ah! Really? Master Mu Yun, don't lie to us!"

"Yeah, yeah. We're really scared."

"Mr. Mu Yun, thank you, we thank you for your kindness!"

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"Thank you Yunyun, don't need to say too much, go home quickly. I will do what I say."

Mu Yun looked at the sky in the distance, it was already sunset, and he had to go to Kuocang Mountain to exchange the hostages, but he couldn't let these people continue to cry and make a big fuss here, so that those who are interested could put pressure on the Mu family to resolve the matter quickly, so that they could Minimize the impact.

Thinking of this, he regretted being on the way, hesitating whether to see Qi Zhong for the last time.

The mountain wind was solitary, Mu Yun looked up at Chuyue, closed his eyes in relief, then continued to walk to the top of Kuocang Mountain with his sleeves.

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×

On the mountain behind Changting, an elegant figure is dancing swords in the bamboo forest, happily and unrestrainedly.

Suddenly, Qi Zhong felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the long sword in his hand was unable to let go, and fell to the ground, clanging.

A gust of wind rushed in, and the bamboo forest was in an uproar, as if there was a rush of mourning.

Qi Zhong covered his heart in surprise, and the pain suddenly eased. He said strangely: "Just now, why did my heart suddenly hurt? Is it because I practiced sword too hard these days, am I tired?"

He was the only one in the bamboo forest, except for the sound of wind and leaves, there was no echo.

"Forget it, go back to Qinghan Cave and continue copying the scriptures. I haven't finished copying the task that Master ordered today."

He stopped thinking about it, stopped practicing sword, picked up the coat and sword manual on the ground, and went back to the cave freely.

On the road, the dusk was dark, the wind was blowing in the wilderness, and it was cool for a while.But it made him feel depressed for a while, looking at the rising moon in the shallow clouds, Qi Zhong muttered to himself: "I don't know how he is now? Will he miss me?"

Since that day when he left Jiugai Mountain, he listened to what Xin Liuzhen said, and his heart was bound by shackles.He even had a slack with his mentor.Qi Yuxing noticed that his mind was absent-minded, so he ordered him to come to Houshan, isolate himself from the world, and meditate by copying scriptures and practicing swords.Counting the time, it has been more than ten days since we parted from Mu Yun, and his longing is getting stronger and stronger, but remembering Liu Zhen's deal with him, he can only let go of this affection and dare not go beyond the rules.

The moonlight is getting colder and colder, and the mountain wind is more sad. One person looks at the suffering alone, and the other looks at the moon and sighs.

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In the cold underground palace, evil spirits scorched people.

In a dark corner, curled up a group of shivering teenagers, clinging to each other in despair, the chains on their feet scratched the delicate skin, causing them to gasp in pain.

The squeamish young masters who had never experienced such suffering were full of grievances and weeping.

The three-day period is about to end, and there are only two hours left before midnight.Li Yuanxie ordered a group of his brothers to gather in the underground palace and wait for the outcome of this bet with great interest.

Fang Yanxiao was much later than usual. The moment she walked into the underground palace, she happened to see that reckless man Li Yuanxiong scaring the weaklings in the corner, making them cry helplessly.

Unable to see it for a while, she flew out a short red thread from the bottom of her sleeve, and flew away like a long needle, piercing Li Yuanxiong's leg that was about to lift up to kick someone. Immediately, a scream of pig filled the underground palace.

The second elder brother Li Yuanyi roared in dissatisfaction: "Fourth brother, can't you calm down? What's so funny about those bastards?"

"Second brother! Something stuck in my leg just now, it hurts like hell." Li Yuanxiong returned to his seat anxiously, carefully thinking about his wound.

Luo Qingchen glanced at him in distaste, and Fang Yanxiao secretly smiled: "Emissary Fang Yue, what a powerful official."

After glaring at him coldly, Fang Yanxiao sat down gracefully with a displeased expression.

The group of young people in the corner gradually quieted down when they saw that no one was bullying them.

One said sadly: "You say, really, will someone really come to save us?"

"I don't know... I don't want to die."

"Father, mother, why don't you come to save me? Huh... I'm scared."

"...someone will come to save us, definitely will."

Hearing their whispers, Fang Yanxiao suddenly thought of the time when she was a child and her younger brother wandering in the world, she couldn't help feeling a tinge of pity from the corner of her eye.